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Lifting my head, I looked down at her face. She looked peaceful and relaxed. The stress of last night had worn her out, but I knew she would be fine after some rest. I never doubted that I would get her back, but still the fact that she was lying here with me now was a relief.

I needed to call Louis and tell him Thomas was staying here permanently. He wouldn't be happy about it, but he'd have to accept it. Eva was going to need Thomas close by and I wasn't going to let anything happen to her again. But that was a problem for later.

I kissed the side of her neck, letting my teeth scrape lightly over her skin. She moaned a little and snuggled back against me. Her ass rubbed against my hard cock and I smiled against her flesh. We both could use some stress relief this morning.

There were things we still needed to discuss, but they could wait until after I fucked her. My hand slid over her stomach, then lower until I cupped her pussy. Her hips moved restlessly as I stroked her clit through the thin material of her panties.

"Idaho," she moaned, waking up slowly.

"Morning, Duchess," I murmured against her ear. "I need you."

She turned over in my arms and wrapped her arms around me. "I'm yours," she whispered.

My lips crashed down on hers as I rolled her onto her back. She spread her legs wide for me as my fingers slipped into the side of her panties and found her wet and ready for me. I groaned into her mouth and sank two fingers inside of her. Her nails dug into my back as I pumped them in and out of her body. It'd been too long since I was able to kiss her. To touch her. To mark myself on her soul so she'd never forget who she belonged to.

I pulled back from the kiss, sitting up on my knees between her legs. She watched with hooded eyes as I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it aside. Her hands ran over my chest and stomach and my cock got even harder as she pushed back against me. I sat back on my ass, watching her as she got to her knees in front of me. Her hand slid over my tattoo, fingers trailing over my ribs and down past my hip. "What are you doing, Duchess?" I asked, voice husky.

"I want to..." Her cheeks went pink as her lashes swept downward, hiding her beautiful eyes from me.

I grasped her chin, forcing her to look me in the eyes. "Want to what?" I knew, but I was an asshole and was going to make her say it. One, because it would be fucking sexy to hear it, and two, I wanted her to lose her inhibitions and embarrassment around me. She needed to be comfortable telling me what she wanted. What she needed.

Her tongue darted out and licked along her bottom lip. It was so fucking hot I nearly came in my briefs like a teenager. "I want to suck your cock," she said, voice soft and sweet.

My dick jerked in response. "Fuck," I groaned out as she lowered herself between my legs. Her hands slid up my thighs, then over my hips as her fingers hooked into the waistband of my underwear. She pulled them down, releasing my hard cock from its confines.

I sucked in a breath as her hand wrapped around the base of my shaft. She looked up at me through her lashes, then leaned forward and flicked her tongue over the head. It jerked in her hand, as though it wanted to jump into her mouth. She hesitated.

"What's wrong?" I asked. I ran my hand through her hair, comforting her as she struggled to speak.

"I don't know what to do." Her cheeks were bright red now and I knew she was feeling embarrassed about admitting that.

"Just do what you want to do," I told her with a smile. "I promise you I'll enjoy it." There would be plenty of time to teach my duchess what I liked. For now, I just wanted to feel her mouth on me.

She nodded, then lowered her head again. Her tongue swirled around the head, then down the underside of my shaft. Her movements were hesitant as she licked her way back up, and it nearly broke me. It didn't matter what she did, this woman had me wrapped around her finger. And I loved every fucking minute of it.

When her lips finally slid over the head of my cock, I moaned and let my head fall back. I stared up at the ceiling as she played. It was torture. Delicious fucking torture. She took me in slowly, bobbing up and down along my length in shallow movements. She was still incredibly innocent and I was looking forward to teaching her everything I could about her body and my own. But we had the rest of our lives for that.

Grabbing her by the shoulders, I chuckled as she squealed when I pulled her off my dick and flipped her back onto the mattress. The sound of fabric ripping made her gasp, but before she could scold me for ruining another pair of her panties she moaned. My tongue swirled around her clit as I pushed two fingers inside of her pussy again. Her hips bucked against my face as I ate her out like a starved man.

She came hard and fast, crying out my name as she gripped my hair tightly in both hands. I licked up every drop of her wetness. I could stay here, licking her until I died, but she was starting to squirm. I crawled up her body, settling between her thighs, my cock poised at her entrance. "I love you, Duchess," I told her, staring down into her eyes.

"I love you, too, Idaho." Tears filled her eyes, but I knew they were the happy kind. I wanted to see her happy tears every day.

I groaned as I slid inside of her. Her heat wrapped around me like a vice and I had to pause for a moment or I'd come before we even got started. She smiled up at me as she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me down for a kiss. Her tongue slipped past my lips and into my mouth as I began to move inside of her.

Her hips met mine as I thrust into her. She pushed back, eagerly chasing that high again. It didn't take long before we were both panting and sweating. My balls tightened against my body as I felt my release building inside of me. I reached between us, rubbing her clit with my thumb as I fucked her harder. I was thrusting so hard into her wet heat it was shoving us further up the bed. Using my free hand, I wrapped it around the top of her head to keep it from banging into the headboard.

"Oh God," she moaned, nails digging into my skin. "I'm going to come."

"Do it," I growled out, pistoning my hips faster and harder. "Fucking come all over me."

She cried out as she came around me, her pussy squeezing my cock so tightly I couldn't hold back. Gritting my teeth, I came along with her, filling her pussy with my cum. I wasn't worried about using protection. I wanted to see her round with my child. We hadn't talked about it yet, and maybe that wasn't fair, but something told me she wasn't going to mind becoming a mother. I could see it now and it made me grin as I kissed her softly.

I pulled out of her body slowly and rolled onto my side beside her. She curled up against me, resting her head on my shoulder as she sighed in contentment. "That was amazing," she murmured.

"You're amazing," I replied, eyes closing. I hadn't realized when I came to Tucson that my life was going to change so drastically. If I'd known, I still wouldn't change a fucking thing.

I shrugged my cut on while walking down the stairs. It was still early, only around nine in the morning, so I left Eva sleeping upstairs. We hadn't gotten into bed until well after three in the morning. Ricochet was sitting downstairs with Butcher and Toxic. They all nodded in greeting as I moved past them. I opened the door, looking for Lockout. I had come downstairs to give Andrew a call. I had a whole new assignment for him, and I needed it done as quickly as possible. First I had to speak to my brother. He'd texted that he was outside and he'd talk to me later. I didn't want to wait that long.

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